Cinderella was now 75 years old. After a fulfilling life with the now dead Prince, she happily sat upon her rocking chair, watching the world go by from her front porch, with a cat named Alan for companionship.

One sunny afternoon, out of nowhere, appeared the Fairy Godmother. Cinderella said "Fairy Godmother, what are you doing here after all these years?" The Fairy Godmother replied "Well Cinderella, since you have lived a good, wholesome life since we last met, I have decided to grant you 3 wishes. Is there anything for which your heart still yearns?"

Cinderella is taken aback, and after some thoughtful consideration uttered her first wish "I wish I was wealthy beyond comprehension."

Instantly, her rocking chair was turned into solid gold. Cinderella was stunned. Alan, her old faithful cat, jumped off her lap and scampered to the edge of the porch. Cinderella said "Oh thank you, Fairy Godmother."

Cinderella then looked down at her frail body, and said "I wish I was young and beautiful again". At once, Cinderella felt stirrings inside her that had been dormant for years.

Cinderella then looked over to the frightened cat in the corner and said "I wish you to transform Alan into handsome young man".

Magically, Alan suddenly stood before her, so handsome, the likes of which had never been seen. The Fairy Godmother again spoke "Congratulations, Cinderella. Enjoy your new life." And she was gone.

For a few eerie moments, Alan and Cinderella looked into each other's eyes. Cinderella sat breathless, gazing at the most stunningly perfect young man. Then Alan walked over to Cinderella, who sat transfixed in her rocking chair, and held her close in his young muscular arms.

He leaned in close to her ear. As he whispered, her golden hair blew beneath his breath; "I bet you regret having my jewels chopped off now, don't you?"